The human world, at the place of the heavenly river. Black clouds cover the sun, rivers of blood flow, and mountains of corpses and bones.

At that time, this place was recognized as a resort in the whole world, and there were countless tourist attractions and high-end inns on the north and south banks of the Tongtian River, as well as mansions of wealthy families. Whether it's the plains by the river, the mountains, or the forests. From time to time, you can see a mansion looming by the river.

The scenery here is extremely beautiful, and it is a place where countless people dream of old age. However, the people who can live here are either overlords or mysterious people with high positions and positions in the imperial city. What they live in is not a real house, but a kind of immortal weapon that can only be produced in the fairy world, which can only be owned by people who are at the peak of this shijie's existence. Otherwise, the immortal weapon will become a rotten street, and there will not be an immortal artifact in a certain place, which will attract the existence pursued by countless monks.

The scenery here is extremely beautiful, and it is a place where countless people dream of old age. However, the people who can live here are either overlords or mysterious people with high positions and positions in the imperial city. What they live in is not a real house, but a kind of immortal weapon that can only be produced in the fairy world, which can only be owned by people who are at the peak of this shijie's existence. Otherwise, the immortal weapon will become a rotten street, and there will not be an immortal artifact in a certain place, which will attract the existence pursued by countless monks.

And here, it is also a place where soldiers must fight, and every time there is a war, this place will be set on fire by countless shili. If you really build a permanent building here, I'm afraid that it will be gone in an instant.

The twelve-winged angel's wings spread, and the gray wings flapped into the void. The long gray hair was windless, and he held the magic knife composed of this black god in his right hand, and let go of his left hand to the sky. Daxiao said loudly, "Ziqi." I'll wait for you to finish this move, or even if I win you, people will laugh at me for sneaking up on you!"

Ziqi didn't pay attention to him at all, but continued to set up a formation, and the purple divine light shrouded him, like a purple gold god of war, making people dare not look directly.

However, after the magic knife came out. The terrifying pressure of the twelve-winged angel was like the waves of the sea. Wave after wave pressed towards Ziqi's surroundings, and its momentum was aggressive.

There are 10,000-year-old demons in the demon world who look up and look at them, their eyes narrowing slightly. From time to time, bursts of divine light erupted, and he said thoughtfully, "It seems that the form of Ziqi is not optimistic, the coercion of the twelve-winged angel is too strong, if we all stay in the big array." The black silk magic that fell was enough to put them to death. "This is an old man of the Eagle Clan. The hooked nose and deep eyes make people dare not look directly.

In the sky above the Tongtian River, the four realms of the two sides, and the six battle arrays were constantly rotating in the sky, and they were rubbing on both sides from time to time, sending out huge fluctuations in Yuan Force. The terrible coercion is overwhelming. I don't know how many times this shijie's void has collapsed. If it were an ordinary Xuan Realm, such a terrible war would have already crossed the entire Xuan Realm. How could the realm lord of the Creation Realm, who existed in the dark like "heaven", give up?

The twelve-winged angel is like an ancient demon god who came to the world. Standing high in the void, he watched Ziqi's every move with a mocking smile. Now the magic knife is in hand. If he wanted to, he could kill him at any time.

Even if it was the Heavenly Dao Great Array in the human realm, he dared to fight hard. The supreme magic knife brought him unprecedented self-confidence.

Looking at Ziqi again, the Xuanhuang battle axe stood on his head, and the gorgeous purple mang's axe emanated from it.

And the purple unicorn himself stood there, his eyes slightly closed, and he lowered his head and silently recited a bitter incantation, as if he was calling something.

Suddenly, a transcendent purple shot out of the Yellow Battle Axe into the sky. The terrifying coercion that moment made the twelve-winged angels holding the Thousand Feet Demon Sword change dramatically.

At the same time, Ziqi shouted, "Divine Sword - Purple Qi from the East!!"

In an instant, endless purple petals fell from the sky and scattered in every corner of the human world, covering all of them within a radius of nearly a thousand miles. Each purple petal contains infinite magic. As Ziqi's mind bloomed in an instant, the powerful magic power had a terrifying purification ability, absorbing all the blood color of a radius of thousands of miles in just a few seconds, and this void once again returned to its former appearance, and even the black magic of the twelve-winged angel was purified a lot.

Ziqi stood there, and the Xuanhuang battle axe that stood on his head was once again in his hand. His face was unwavering, and his every move showed the supreme majesty of the king. A purple divine light that penetrated the Dao of Heaven and Earth enveloped him, and the purple blossom that filled the sky was also his weapon.

This is a symbol of invincibility, just like the supreme ancient god of war came to the world, holding a divine weapon and moving forward in the face of the enemy.

The twelve-winged angel put away his previous contempt, lowered his figure, and once again stood on the same parallel line as Ziqi.

In an instant, endless purple petals fell from the sky and scattered in every corner of the human world, covering all of them within a radius of nearly a thousand miles. Each purple petal contains infinite magic. As Ziqi's mind bloomed in an instant, the powerful magic power had a terrifying purification ability, absorbing all the blood color of a radius of thousands of miles in just a few seconds, and this void once again returned to its former appearance, and even the black magic of the twelve-winged angel was purified a lot.

Ziqi stood there, and the Xuanhuang battle axe that stood on his head was once again in his hand. His face was unwavering, and his every move showed the supreme majesty of the king. A purple divine light that penetrated the Dao of Heaven and Earth enveloped him, and the purple blossom that filled the sky was also his weapon.

This is a symbol of invincibility, just like the supreme ancient god of war came to the world, holding a divine weapon and moving forward in the face of the enemy.

The twelve-winged angel put away his previous contempt, lowered his figure, and once again stood on the same parallel line as Ziqi.

Ziqi said expressionlessly, "What's the matter? Is the angel who is high above finally willing to give up?"

The twelve-winged angel daxiao said: "Purple Qi City Lord, why can't I understand what you say, you are the head of the political Dao, the existence of the orthodox Heavenly Dao and the human world. And I'm just an ordinary general of the Xuan Realm, your status is much higher than mine, I should stand below you. ”

Ziqi said: "Are you still talking nonsense with me until now? aren't you going to kill those people around my father, I, as his son, am standing in front of you now, and you still don't do it?"

The twelve-winged angel said: "His Royal Highness, the Lord of Ziqi City, I only want those few people. Really only those few people, as long as you hand them over. How about withdrawing my troops now, and the promise I made is still valid?"

Ziqi said indifferently: "Impossible, let's fight!"

The twelve-winged angel instantly changed color and shouted: "You look for death, I will fulfill you!" (To be continued......)